Luyện nghe bài hát I Told You

(Chorus)
I told you not to fuck my gangsta,
I swear to God I him Mase,
on my downfall since I came up
Young Buck, Olivia safe
i'm riding your neighborhood with my stainless,
Yayo I'm your place,
If I can't get you I'm Lloyd Banks up,
You nigga look at my face

I told you not to with my gangsta
I to God I told him Mase,
on my downfall since I came up
Young Buck, ain't safe,
you told us that Ja rule was a
I'm Outside your place,
now the whole camp is in danger
It's The Game,nigga at my face,

(1st verse)
First things motherfucka,stop tellin them lies,
it's easy to stretch the now that homo died,
in of your grandma's house,right outside,
ran up on yo' shit and let off nine,
and knows homocide let off nine,
you ain't die 'cause you only got 3 times,
1 in the jaw,two and out's,
he was screaming that'shy they knocked his out,
I've seen your medical reports you homie,
look me in the eye's I tried to you homie,
a coward dies a thousand in his vest,
i'll you six more slug,you can add to the rest,
till' from NY wanna be from the west,
kiss my converse bitch and your last breath,
'cause that shit ain't gonna last,
you could sign Jesus Christ,he couldn't save ass

(chourus 2x)

I a trip to Connecticut,I was lurking with the Glock,
Mad 'cause Shot had me working with the cops,
You 5-0 nigga,that name,
where I from 5-0, that's some change,
We did background , I know you moved back things,
but he get low Bleek when them ratchets bang,
Mase step the confessional booth,
you your back on God,the devil got you spooked,
You ain't Murder shit,you don't even got own block,
Takin orders from a snitch,who sleep cops,
and Little Curtis lookin for a scam to pull,
you ain't the real Cent,you Sam the Bull,
You got shot in the mouth you still talkin' shit,
gap in your mouth so my dick has got to fit,
now my nuts on your tonsils,my little kid is screaming at your concert,

(Chourus)